Loves Poem by Habib A. Zakari

Loves

Rating: 5.0


Many a times it start like a river
It flows and flows
Through a channel that we can’t chose

At time it never live but die and die
Like a seed planted in desert land

At time it takes us farther and farther
Like the growth of plant on humus land

Its journey flow in our heart
Its power of choice is a boundless wind
And we mere weightless wool strand

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Miriam Maia Padua 29 January 2009

nice write....very true to your poetic words wonderful imagery truth and real concepts on works of love...... thaks for sharing your observation on love.. 10/10

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Laila lili 16 January 2009

nice defintion for love with this poem i like it so wonderful and real which we all can fall easily in it good luck Layla

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